The Most Powerful Young Man

Fairy Mountain, the wind is surging.

The birds in the forest were also a little uneasy. They seemed to perceive the potential danger, hovering high in the jungle, and did not want to fall for a long time.

The white-robed man looked at Xiao Yao with a look of astonishment.

"How do you know that I am here?" the white-robed man asked.

"Why didn't I know you were here?" After listening to Xiao Yao's answer, it seemed that the white-robed man's previous questions sounded a bit mentally handicapped.

The white-robed man took a deep breath, still staring at Xiao Yao, and finally showed a weird smile: "I found out that I actually underestimated you before."

He was very confident in his footwork. He believed that he had avoided Xiao Yao's sight and completed the footwork in such a short time. However, Xiao Yao still photographed him, although this palm did not give him It caused too much damage, but it shattered his previous confidence. He thought that Xiao Yao was already at the end of the battle, but now it seems that his previous thoughts are still a bit too naive, even if Xiao Yao has already fallen. In such a situation, it is still impossible for him to kill him.

The white-robed man seemed to be a little unbelieving. He took his footwork again and quickly rushed towards Xiao Yao. Anyway, no matter what Xiao Yao looked at, Nan Tianyuan couldn't see anything. He tenderly felt the air current around him...

Suddenly, Xiao Yao made another move. He first took a step back, and then suddenly turned his body around with his right leg as the axis, and finally kicked out a kick. After this kick out, Baipao The man's body perfectly completed an arc in the air, and finally fell on the soft soil.

The white-robed man stood up and patted the dust off himself.

"Why can't I see him?" Nan Tianyuan asked, "Anyway, I don't believe that a normal person can be so fast that I can't catch anything."

"Indeed." Xiao Yao nodded, "If you stand farther and higher, you can see it."

"En? Why?" Nan Tianyuan asked curiously.

Xiao Yao glanced at Nan Tianyuan and said, "Do you know what blind spots are?"

Nan Tianyuan shook his head.

Yes, this buddy seems to have never gone to school, even if he did, he probably graduated from elementary school.

"Since you don't know, then it is difficult for me to explain to you. Simply put, he is there, but you were deceived by your own eyes." Xiao Yao could only explain it lightly, if he had to go into it deeply. Then he didn't know where to start explaining.

Nan Tianyuan nodded his head, he seemed to understand, but Nan Tianyuan knew in his heart that he actually didn't understand anything at all, but now this white robe man is still standing here, he feels that he can't show it. What a shame if you don't know anything? Even if I still don't understand, I'm still very curious, and I have to wait until people leave.

The white bubble man took a breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He stared at Xiao Yao, his eyes were like a vulture hovering high in the sky staring at a hare that was walking in the grass.

"How did you do it?" said the white-robed man.

"Guess." Xiao Yao shrugged.

"Haha, good, very good!" The white-robed man sneered. He stretched out his hand and wiped it from the ground, and three leaves were sucked up by him. Then, his arm slammed, and the three leaves turned towards Xiao Yao flew over.

Xiao Yao's face changed slightly, and he quickly took a step to the side, but his speed still seemed to be slower, his clothes were cut by one of the leaves, and the three leaves were nailed to a big rock behind Xiao Yao. .

"Picking leaves and flying flowers!" Nan Tianyuan exclaimed, "I know who you are!"

"Oh?" The white robe man smiled.

"White-faced scholar!" Nan Tianyuan stared at the white-robed man, "Are you a white-faced scholar, right?"

"Hahahaha! I didn't expect that there are still juniors who know me now." The white-faced scholar nodded, his eyes narrowed, "If you know who I am, then I will be even more unlikely to let you live."

"No, that's not right, didn't you already die ten years ago? And, at that time, you were a master of the world..." Nan Tianyuan's eyes were full of doubts, although the white-faced scholar is still very strong now , But now he can't directly take Xiao Yao, it can be seen that his strength is only in the realm of shaking the sky at most.

After hearing Nan Tianyuan's words, the white-faced scholar changed his eyes a little, a trace of sorrow flashed past, and then he returned to his previous expressionless expression.

"You have to die here." The white-faced scholar said.

"I want to know who asked you to kill me." Xiao Yao asked.

Listening to the tone of Nan Tianyuan's words, this guy called the white-faced scholar obviously has an unusual background. What kind of enemy can please such a person? As for Mo Chengfei and the others, it was obviously impossible. It would be enough for someone like Mo Chengfei to hire a second-rate assassin.

"After you die, go and ask King Yama!" After saying these words, the white face scholar was murderous, and rushed towards Xiao Yao again. Only this time, his whole aura seemed to have changed. Menacing, murderous!

Xiao Yao suddenly understood that in fact, before again, the previous white-faced scholars had kept their hands, and he seemed to want to see his strength clearly.

This time, the white-faced scholar has improved a lot, whether in speed or in the road. He flicked in the air, turning his fists into claws, and grabbed Xiao Yao's chest.

At this time, no one would doubt that this claw of the white face scholar could take out Xiao Yao's heart!

Xiao Yao took a deep breath, and then quickly stepped back.

When a claw came, he first chose to give way to avoid the sharp edge, and when the white-faced scholar didn't succeed, he went up into the wind and slapped it with a palm. The strong palm wind blew away the white robe.

Bai Lian Shusheng looked on one side and stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Yao's wrist, but he caught nothing.

Xiao Yao's hand was like a flexible snake, bending and bending to avoid the attack of the scholar with a white face.

Between the fingers, there was a bit of cold light flashing. It was a silver needle that was hard to detect. In the next second, the silver needle had already forced into the white face scholar's chest.

The white face scholar hurriedly backed away, and at the same time pulled out the silver needle from his chest as quickly as possible, threw it aside, and tapped his fingers on his chest again, temporarily sealing several acupuncture points on his body.

"Who are you!" The white-faced scholar said in amazement, "Why did you do this?"

"This trick?" Nan Tianyuan asked curiously, "Xiao Yao, what's the name of this trick?"

"Spirit Snake Fighting Eagle." Xiao Yao touched his upper lip and lower lip before spit out these four words.

"Spirit Snake Fighting Eagle?" Nan Tianyuan muttered, and finally shook his head, "I haven't heard of it."

"Haha! Of course you have never heard of it. When this trick became famous in the world, you might not know where you were!" said the white-faced scholar, "This is a trick to thunder, why are you?"

China Sanxiong: Human Sovereign, Jinglei, Tiger King.

Hearing the words Jinglei, Nan Tianyuan seemed to react: "Jinglei? You mean Dongfang is silent?"

"Huh, his name is something you can call?" The white-faced scholar's gaze seemed to have turned into a sharp blade that could cut off Nan Tianyuan's face.

Nan Tianyuan shuddered when he was stared at with such eyes. Maybe his strength is not much different from Xiao Yao, but his aura can't be compared with Xiao Yao.

At the very least, a look in the eyes of the white face scholar would make Nan Tianyuan feel uncomfortable, but Xiao Yao would not feel any uncomfortable feeling.

This is the biggest difference between the two people. One has experienced countless lives and deaths. Although the other has reached middle age, there is still not much life and death battle.

Momentum has nothing to do with strength.

"Who are you?" The white-faced scholar asked curiously, "I just want to know, who are you and Jinglei?"

"He is my grandfather and my master." Xiao Yao didn't seem to intend to hide anything.

"Oh?" The white-faced scholar sneered, "Telling Thunder has no children, do you treat me as a fool?"

"If you have no children, you can't have a grandson?" Xiao Yao mocked, "Stop talking, it's easy to expose your ignorance."

"Haha!" The white-faced scholar laughed, "Do you really think you can stop me?"

"If you can stop it, you have to try before you know." Xiao Yao said.

The White Face Shusheng nodded slightly, chanted, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, and took a pendant from his neck. To be precise, it was a jade ring, which was only tied with a black rope.

He threw the jade ring to Xiao Yao, and Xiao Yao caught it.

"Take this back, give it to your grandpa, and tell him that in the future, the white-faced scholar will no longer owe him anything."

Xiao Yao's face changed slightly: "What do you owe him?"

"Yes, I owe him favor." The white-faced scholar nodded.

"But you may not be able to beat me." Xiao Yao was very unconvinced.

Bai Lian Shusheng smiled, and like his wrist, all the leaves that fell on the ground around Xiao Yao floated slowly, and Xiao Yao's face turned green.

"Will you still say what you just said?" asked the white-faced scholar, his face was also a little pale. It seems that this consumes his internal energy very much, but even so, he wants to kill Xiao Yao. It's not that difficult.

Xiao Yao didn't speak, but his face was gloomy.

"When will you learn how to break Qi Breaking Nine Heavens, you can say that I am not your opponent." The white-faced scholar said, "Don't be ashamed of Jinglei's old man. By the way, he will also know how Qi Breaks Jiuxiao. "

After finishing speaking, the white-faced scholar jumped and wandered lightly among the mountains and forests, and his voice came over.

"After three months, I will no longer show mercy to you. I have already paid back the favor."

After finishing the last word, he was no longer visible in front of me.

Xiao Yao took a deep breath, then bent down, and spit out the blood that had been suffocated for a long time...